Out the Basement - Conner Helm & Blakey Blake

Alright Uh I'm out of the basement, I'm on my way I said that I'd make it, I'm not too late This time I won't waste it, let's make this clear They thought I'd be done but I'm still right here So what you really want from it all I ain't answering no text or no call My mind is in a place to be the best of 'em all I been moving in a rush but I still shoot clutch when I ball My life in playoff season Still fly, guess the takeoff easy Work in the dark but they all see me And they always acting like they on tv I know I play this shit like the lead role Got a couple incomes but I need mo' And if you in my way you get steamrolled I don't do it for you peeps, just my people And these days they're fewer and farther between Riding so dirty but the whip so clean That boy still nice but the flow so mean I do this shit like they never seen I'm out of the basement, I'm on my way I said that I'd make it, I'm not too late This time I won't waste it, let's make this clear They thought I'd be done but I'm still right here I'm out of the basement, I'm on my way I said that I'd make it, I'm not too late This time I won't waste it, let's make this clear They thought I'd be done but I'm still right here And I'm posted with my boys in the cut I been prolific but ya boy's in a rut This more than luck This is time in plus timing Tell me do you see me out here shining like diamonds Uh And I'll kindly remind him How I shoot the lights out, now they ain't as vibrant Got a couple rolled up and we vibing Headed to the top, top and still climbing Wanted the perks of a deal without signing Hard to find but I rather grind for it Bigger picture, miss the trees for the forest I write the track plus I sing through the chorus I love the game but what'd it ever do for us It took my life and I ain't even had insurance I'm out of the basement, I'm on my way I said that I'd make it, I'm not too late This time I won't waste it, let's make this clear They thought I'd be done but I'm still right here I'm out of the basement, I'm on my way I said that I'd make it, I'm not too late This time I won't waste it, let's make this clear They thought I'd be done but I'm still right here I'm on my way I'm not too late Let's make this clear I'm still right here I'm on my way I'm not too late Let's make this clear I'm still right here

Over the doorway And the reception Over the courtyard And the palm tree Over the barred windows And the mosquito nets Over the elevator Deep down the hallway Over the coat hangers And the sigarette butts Over the empty bottles And the electronic devices Over the corpse of the vacuum cleaner And books I haven't red yet Behind crossed arms And frowning eyebrows Maybe Maybe There's me

I got the screw and the blunt, I got the good energize I got the Blue Face, two A's, hoo-ray, never complacent Love me, more me, for me, plus out the base, shit (yeah, yeah) Since when, good raps, made home, now out the basement Yeah, yay, Soul Took my time with this shit, turned my time into dinners Turned my soul into gold, turned my winters to winning But see this winning ain't easy, winning turned me to sinning Turned that bottle to venting, now my venting been spilling All these lyrics so soulful, turn these hoes into women But sometimes women no fun, so tell those bitches what's up And bitches turn me polygamous, now my girl, she ain't into it Say this industry changed me, could be right See she knew me from straight out the basement, now I done shapeshift Used to be gracious (look at the spaceship) Yeah, okay, okay, okay The V hit was close up, Costa La No Stress Four eyes, I'm juggling, no job, I'm saving up protons There's platinum in both sides, it happens in no time My nigga was co-pi It's lo-fi, at your spot the do' knock Okay, okay, but please don't walk into my crib Without some screw and some blunts All my hoes into jazz see Some of my women hood, but pretend to be classy I'm allergic to bullshit You can't sneak nothing passed me I got the screw and the blunt, I got the good energize I got the Blue Face, two A's, hoo-ray, never complacent Love me, more me, for me, plus out the base, shit Since when, good raps, made home, now out the basement Now everything I do is made you's break Mastered my pump fake Can't tell whether my nose went numb or the funk fake Vomit out my conscious on ya any given Sunday If you in the hurdle, you know we already won, uh Ten toes permanent to the cement My peace forever, me and my demons made an agreement And talk ours ways on clearance, but silence is still the cheapest My promises resemble a rental, I rarely keep it, uh Sleeper cell, sleeper agent, people's favorite crazy child From where violence tend to come with shots, uh, flagrant foul They want pure, are coming from the same heart they defile I'm about to- I'm about to break it down Wait, somebody knocking Okay, okay, but please don't walk into my crib Without some screw and some blunts All my hoes into jazz see Some of my women hood, but pretend to be classy I'm allergic to bullshit You can't sneak nothing passed me I got the screw and the blunt, I got the good energize I got the Blue Face, two A's, hoo-ray, never complacent Love me, more me, for me, plus out the base, shit Since when, good raps, made home, now out the basement